I Swear I Won’t Bother You Again!

There are five people. Only the two of us are laughing. The last three had one sunken face, one was about to be beaten, and one expression was not able to express any emotions.

As a place to say hello for marriage, two smiling people would be appropriate. However, judging from the atmosphere of the scene, I wonder if the emotions are funny in this situation. The air is so cool that there is no subject that seems to get warm everywhere.

“Thank you for your time today.”

In contrast to Yulan, who casually greets me, my father's face is steep enough to blow fire now. The truth is that I want to grab it right now, just by the expression on my face. Yulan knew the answer to his choice, knowing that it was right to call his predecessors directly instead of the offensive method.

If we are building a kind paradise on the inside, even for political gain in name, it is too happy a result. Even so, Old Experience the failure of a political marriage and hate it rather than hate it.

“Today we are here to report on our engagement and the accompanying migration of her.”

Well, I'm sure you already know that.

The unchanged smile that can be seen in the mask is neither warm nor friendly. Rather, it looks like I'm making a fool of myself. Of course, you're making a fool of yourself.

I can hear the sound of eating and tying my teeth. If his gaze had been capable of killing, Yulan and Violet would have already been dead, and the man who was supposed to be his father would have stared at his daughter. I can see the fervor that deserves to be called hatred or murderous. And Violet, who didn't change her expression at all, was abhorrent and unbearable.

It's like you're looking at the old Violet. After laying up the murder weapon, she looked just like her father, who was reflected in Mary Jun's eyes. After all, we are parents and sons of people who resemble each other in awe.

”Even imitating the undercover work, it seems that being born with a lot of rudeness... is something you can't do without.”

For the first time, Violet's expression collapsed at the words of his father, who had struck his tongue miserably. Yulan's hands gently clasped the body that was almost moving away from the chair, nodding that it was okay with a melting smile.

The distracted gaze distorts in a completely different way than it was directed at Violet. With an abusive sneer, lined up with beautiful words.

"Be careful what you say."

Sshhhh, I put my finger in my mouth to talk to you confidentially. There was a girl who was about to fall at the end of her dreadful act like a child.

"There are a lot more people born like me than you think."

Yes, for example, your precious concubine.

"Ugh..."

The pale Mary June can't even afford to hide her crooked face in tears. Rather than being scratched by my father's remarks, it seemed to be a strong shock to me that I was correctly made aware of where I stood.

A place where there is no doubt about the love from the father is self-affirmation because it has been truly loved and protected by overprotection. What a beautiful family love, but that trust is the rope that strangles Mary Jun.

Even such a father sees his concubine's child like that. The fragments once thrown by Yulan seem to be once again eroding the pure heart of Mary June. No way you're going to blow it up on your own. A happy miscalculation is a word you should use when you're doing this. It's not funny to clash with the love between parents and children.

"Well, it's true that I was born to be lowly... but I think the previous owner liked it."

It doesn't matter what you think. No matter how you scratch your legs from now on, this decision will not be overturned. Yulan took care of it like that, but Old himself abandoned the technique of scratching his feet.

If Olde had continued to show his worth, this would not have been the case. The bloodline of Yulan is a mixture with concubines. Unless Claudia is unhappy, she won't see the light of day. Some souvenirs were hanging, but the easiest way to keep the Vaughan family alive is through a political marriage using Violet.

As long as Old Man had more value than Yulan, it would have been easier to set the stage for Violet, and Mary June would have been happy just laughing in the flower garden.

That's why I was lucky enough to keep the ruthless, rational, and forward-looking man away from Bellows' father. At a time when he was disappointed by a man who only loved his country terribly, Old Man was only a pawn to maintain the status quo.

──The slippery white fingertips swayed.

”Um... do you mind?”

Apart from being creepy, how should I describe it? In this cold indoor space, it was more correct to describe Shuuraga, except for the creepy appearance of laughing at Kaori. I can't read the air, what a dimension I'm crossing. Isn't she equipped with a skin sensation? No, is it emotional, sensitivity, or co-ordination here? There is no doubt that there is a problem with human nature in any way.

Girlish mother leaned her muffled smile and stared Yulan at Violet with cloudless eyes, saying that all she wanted was── to be fulfilled.

Really, a man without eyes to see. At the same time, it seems that he did not have the ability to learn.

To feel like such a woman is a beautiful and pure saintly woman.

I wonder if that marriage isn't possible for Mary June?